As my girl and I were driving through Santa Cruz, we were keeping an eye out for hotels to stay at. We called a few and they were fully booked, so we continued down Ocean street until we came across a promising looking place called Motel Santa Cruz. We did not realize that this was in fact the city's sewer system.
We paid a little over $80 to rent a room for the night. Even if they had paid us the $80, it would not have been worth it! They gave us a room on the third floor and upon embarking up the stairs, I discovered one that almost came off! Wow!
We had requested a non smoking room, but it stunk like 50 years of smoking had been happening here. No wonder the smoke alarm was missing from the ceiling. We quickly noticed that we could not open the door all the way due to the bed being right there. I guess they figured that it was a safety feature as the lock on the door also did not work.
We left for dinner taking all of our luggage with us back down three flights of stairs and in front of numerous doors and windows that were wide open and other occupants who seemed to be of the ex-con persuasion. How romantic!
Upon returning and barricading ourselves inside behind the door that would not lock, we squeezed our luggage into the area between the door and the bed. We discovered that our particular unit featured a very interesting "poop chair". It was a chair facing the toilet where the door could not shut. We could watch each other defecate if that was to our liking. Just plain nasty!
We also found the sheets to be used, the whole room needed wall patching, and a good shampooing. Some art work had been taken by a previous occupant because we all know how expensive hotel art is these days. The art that WAS still there had been hung by a giant who placed it against the ceiling. The remote to the television did not work at all, and the light fixture on the ceiling had exposed wiring.
The towels were smaller than facial towels and we couldn't even hide behind them as they were very transparent.
Sitting on the toilet, if you even tried to shut the door, your knees would prevent it from happening.
The bed linens were dirty, and we found long black hairs in the bed that did not belong to either one of us. We were very afraid that by sleeping here, we would contract a venereal disease. I slept in my clothes.
Our air conditioning did work. We fully expected to find old curry inside of the small refrigerator. Unfortunately for us, our assumption was wrong. We started to feel like Indiana Jones by the time we were leaving.
I did actually look for roaches at night, but did not actually see any. That was good enough to earn this Motel 1 star!
As we left the poop chair in the dust, we got a great laugh and we will never forget our night of virtual homelessness in the Motel Santa Cruz.
Check out our pictures to see the reality behind the false flag operation that they run on their website.